BLEEDING HEARTS by Cletus Nnaemeka

Where do we go from here? Being ONE is what we preach. But we still live in fear. Harmony is what we teach. But nothing is being fair. Nigeria! Nigeria!! Let’s be truthful We’re being eaten up by a filaria. It’s pitiful! We’re crippled, we’re on a carrier. You are...

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BEFORE 1960’s by Isoboye Danagogo

Before 1960’s • There was a country Like fields with grasses. We had bodied men with beards and brains; Wisdom of grey hairs. Our schools was certificated with pure degrees. Our hospitals treated malaria without going to Malaysia. • 1960s was the sixties we had workers that worked. We had...

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WHAT DO YOU SEE by Jerry Joel

I see brothers building borders and breaking brotherly bonds. Leaders instigating conflicts while looting public funds. Battle chants brewing from a distance. Is war inevitable? or are there plans, To stop the war virus before it spreads. I see sisters, sighing on seeing soldiers. For leaving their brothers like broken...

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EVIL MEN (for APO SIX) by Nnamdi Amasiatu

Sometime, someday, a decade ago The seat of my fatherland turned crimson A voluntary graveyard set up with hate and spite By some presumed men of valor …so said some sane men So as to free some evil men Compelling and vomiting wickedness They instilled sadness into our nation and...

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WHEN, HOW, WHY? by Akinbode Israel

The veins of our children, Lacked blood…dried pipes. Swimming in dehydrated waters, Dripping in sweats of shame. The eyes of our children, Lids are glued…scary sights seen, Their eyes have seen lifeless bodies, Why won’t they die young. The robes of our children, A carpet for hungry termites, Chewed in...

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OUR YOUTH by Ndukwo Kalu Ugah

The heart pumps her curves as tempting energizing the blood to beat the drum, As she walks; Focusing loose in between her legs, Eventually,the mouth knows nothing. What could speak now? But the strokes penetrating in and out, The knee begs a stop; Yet the waist grew angrier. Who chews...

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THE AFRICAN WOMAN by Samuel Amazing Ayoade

Epitome of virtue I see, Building a house of fortune icy, Foundation of moderacy and modesty. Even without amnesty, The African woman remains loyal. Her blackness lightens the darkness, For it shines even in darkness. There is power in her eyes, For it sparks and breaks ice. Oh! How can...

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